There's not so much art here as there is an emotional statement...

I'm feeling so lost right now. All the time. When I don't, it's only a moment of forgetfulness, and that really isn't a good thing. I think my memory is getting worse. I have the same conversations over and over again... I could swear I've lived entire days several times. I've heard that A Clear Conscience is usually a sign of a bad memory. But the sentiment strikes me so profoundly... When I crucify myself with guilt, is it in a vain hope that it will force me to remember what I feel guilty for? Or when I -don't- feel guilty, is it just because I forgot about something horrible that I did?

There are times like this... where I become suddenly, potently aware of hurt I have at some point inflicted on my friends.
K-san, I once hurt you through my ignorance and inconsideration; and though you've forgiven me, suddenly I feel as if my penance is not paid...
Ty, Zeboa, Sypriss, I hardly speak to you anymore... and it torments me to not know why...
Eric, Amanda, you were family to me, but I'm so afraid of just... leaving you a call.

My characters are all here, because they are worried about me... Aside from care, which I believe they would have (if I could be sure anything was real right now...) they are also concerned that, as long as I am in my slump, their lives stand still. They appear to have lost definition, as have I, hence why I left this picture as a rough, sloppy, extremely undeveloped sketch.

I'm never going to laugh at someone who tells me they feel like they are fading away...
because now, I am officially there.